i am caught
between dusk & dawn
the sandman a shadow
touching my back
all illusion and mist
both nemesis & muse
while i am his pawn
he steps just behind me
with a sprinkling of sand
each particle holding sleep
in the palm of his hand
he holds the power & ability
for me to create
dusk left behind me
as nights’ path to dawn
& the sunlight’s open gate
© December
Renee Espriu
By Jorgeyu/Morgue File


oh a delightful sandman poem I came to wish you a merry Christmas too.
I won’t blog for a while as I have to find a new building for the charity I work for
have a great time and thanks for your kind words 🙂
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smiles…good to see you…hope you have a wonderful holiday as well…this poem made me think about my own writing a bit…its easier for me to write at night…during the sandmans hours instead of the daylight…maybe i just relax a bit more then you know…smiles.
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That’s the same for me too – but I don’t cope with the lack of sleep that then follows!!!!
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Wanted to wish you a wonderful holiday season. Enjoyed your poem!!
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Renee, lovely poem, I have been wiping Mr Sandmans left over’s out of my eyes a couple of mornings lol… Not getting any younger those early mornings pull at this time of year..
Sorry to hear you have not been too well Renee, I hope you are feeling better and can rest up more over Christmas… Yes 2013 has been one hectic year I know for you.. So I am wishing a Brighter, smoother, Healthier and Peacefuller 2014 to come your way…
Have a Wonderful Christmas Renee, take care of yourself.. Big Hugs
Love Sue xoxox
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Enjoyable Sandman writing, he always comes to my place late I have noticed, then again it might be the hot summer weather here,
Wishing you a beautiful Christmas.
Ian
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This is a lovely poem. Vivid. You could read this to a child before bed time. They would imagine it.
& Merry Christmas while I’m here! 🙂
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Thank you and hope your holiday was all you wanted it to be.
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